The Immortal Brushes My Crown

Lin Yun lived an ordinary life for eighteen years, until he was accidentally caught up in a feud between two families and became a cannon-fodder victim. The good news was that the cannon fodder survived. The bad news was that he was left disabled. Worse still, when Lin Yun dragged his battered body home, he found that someone had taken over his house! Fury surged through Lin Yun, his heart full of anger and hurt. Somehow, he found the strength to scramble toward the stunningly beautiful man, all elegance and noble bearing, and sink his teeth into his face. He clamped down and refused to let go. After all, an ordinary person who was furious and badly injured could only do so much damage with a good set of teeth. Nan Liujing had only come out to offer the former homeowner some money and send him on his way. Now he stared at the unconscious little mutt in his arms... He was so furious he could laugh. When Lin Yun woke up again, there were no ox-headed guardians or halls full of underworld judges, but the beautiful man before him, with his faintly amused smile, was no less terrifying. A person had to know when to bend and when to stand firm. He was only eighteen, and as long as he could stay alive, he wasn’t in a hurry to die. Lin Yun immediately clung to the man’s leg and showered him with compliments. He swallowed his guilt and claimed that what he’d done had all been because of love at first sight for Nan Liujing. He was only trying to get his attention! His words were heartfelt, his eyes brimmed with tears, and his pretty eyes shone with sincerity. Nan Liujing narrowed his eyes as he watched the little dog lie. He knew the kid was making it all up, but the tips of his ears still turned red. Forget it. He was rich enough to keep this audacious little liar. Covering the little dog’s howls with one hand, Nan Liujing said coolly, “At most, I’ll let you be my servant and stay by my side. Don’t expect anything more, and don’t get any ideas.” Lin Yun: What the heck? I was only pretending. You really think I’m into you? - They say good things come to those who survive a disaster. At last, eighteen-year-old Lin Yun got his very own cheat. The family heirloom that would help him embark on the path of alchemy: the Medicine Heavens Record. Alchemy might burn through money, but that was fine. Nan Liujing was rich, generous, and easy to placate. One compliment and the medicinal ingredients he wanted were his for the asking. Ten sweet words and his stash of cash grew fast. A hundred rounds of coaxing, and the precious alchemy furnace from the imperial family’s secret collection was in Lin Yun’s hands... But while he was busy sweet-talking him, why had the man started calling himself his big brother? Lin Yun, who only wanted to get promoted to personal alchemist, eyed the increasingly gentle Nan Liujing suspiciously, then suddenly understood. He must be after my alchemy skills! I can call you big brother, but it’ll cost you extra! Nan Liujing, who was delighted to raise his little brother properly: ... He silently pulled out his purse. Years later, after driving off countless rivals, Nan Liujing shows off his looks and hot body like mad. “I’ll pay extra. Let’s upgrade from brothers to cultivation partners.” - Lin Yun had loved reading storybooks since he was little. Without a martial spirit, he had always longed for an immortal like those in the stories to teach him the way to eternal life. An immortal lays a hand upon my head, and I tie my hair to receive eternal life. In Lin Yun’s eyes, Nan Liujing was the immortal who had led him onto the path to immortality. Though this immortal might be domineering, sharp-tongued, and fond of making Lin Yun sweet-talk him... Lin Yun had seen immortality. Silver-tongued, money-loving Alchemy Saint shou × sharp-tongued, domineering, easily placated Martial Saint gong (but only when Yunbao is the one placating him) Theme: I would be Nan Liujing, racing toward the light to meet you, my lord